"Give it back!"

A fierce light flashed in Yu Calamus's eyes, and she snatched the knife from her hand.

Seeing Yu Lian'er's surprised expression, he laughed effortlessly. Blood flowed down the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the red rhombic knife.

"This knife is dangerous, don't touch it. ”

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with this knife!" Yu Lian'er shouted urgently, "We destroyed it." ”

A murderous aura burst out from the knife, pushing Yu Lian'er to the ground, and a wound on her chest that pierced through the left and right.

"I need Hongling. ”

Yu Calamus didn't help her, but gently stroked the back of the knife.

"Thanks to her, I was able to defeat the Li family. I also want to use her to defeat more people and gain a foothold on this continent. ”

He looked at the knife in his eyes as if he were looking at his lover.

But when he looked at Yu Lian'er, he was as cold as a stranger.

"You go, more enemies are coming. I'm going to recuperate. ”

Yu Lian'er was stunned for a while, got up with a bone, and ran back to the cave where the jar was.

"Jar, you save my brother-"

After listening to Yu Lian'er's speech, the jar thought about it seriously.

"Could it be that Hongling Dao has spirituality and recognizes your brother as the master?"

Even Yu Calamus's body can't stand it, it sounds like a domineering knife, so I haven't found the owner.

"Don't worry, you don't have a weapon to kill your master. ”

Yu Lian'er was skeptical. "However, my brother's temperament has changed, and he wouldn't have done that to me before. ”

The jar chuckled in his heart.

Could it be that there is a sword spirit in Hongling, or is it an evil spirit?

But the knife wasn't powerful, it didn't look like it had a machine spirit.

"If it was really the knife that affected him, I couldn't help it. ”

The jar looked at Jiang Xiaogu and sighed. "If Xiao Gu wakes up, she will definitely have a way. ”

When Yu Lian'er heard this, she knelt in front of Jiang Xiaogu like a jar, looking at her reverently, hoping that she would wake up quickly.

Jiang Xiaogu, who was pinned on by the two of them, did wake up at this moment, but it was in the gourd.

Jiang Xiaogu looked around at the surrounding mountains and forests.

The mountains and forests of the world look similar, but those who know them can recognize them at a glance.

Jiang Xiaogu knew that to the west of this mountain forest, there was a village in the mountain col.

That was her first home in this world.

In front of him is a gentle and amiable teenager with a high-spirited smile.

"My name is Loy, what's your name?"

Jiang Xiaogu was stunned.

The mountains and forests have become Qionglou Yuyu, and the fairy mist is filled.

Luo Yi, who has become a heavenly monarch, has a majestic and cold face, and there is a rare trace of tenderness in his eyes that are usually filled with hatred and murderous intent.

"This is my Qitong Palace. Do you like it? You live here with me. ”

Jiang Xiaogu blinked. Luo Yi's expression changed, fierce and fierce, and his eyes were particularly terrifying.

"Traitor! Give me back the Pearl. ”

The hand was about to reach out to her, and the sharp killing wind blew her hair up.

A dazzling white light lit up, and it was the breath of the pearl.

Jiang Xiaogu closed his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, Luo Yi was gone.

She waited, nothing more, got up and walked aimlessly.

I don't know how long it took, but the scenery in front of me changed.

An ordinary river bordered by withered yellow reeds.

"Stop—"

A stern, old voice shouted.

Jiang Xiaogu stopped.

"I am the god of this place, and you must not trespass. Wherever you come from, you will go back. "Happy

Jiang Xiaogu found the direction where the voice came from, behind a bush of reeds.

"I want to go back too. How do I get back?"

The reeds swayed and pointed to the north.

"You came from there, just walk back. ”

"I'm not going back there. Jiang Xiaogu patiently explained, "I'm going back to the place where I picked up the gourd." ”

"Do you remember the gourd?" the voice sounded surprised.

"I picked up the gourd and woke up right here. What kind of place is this? You are the god of this place, can you help me go back?"

The voice was silent for a long time, and finally said, "That's right, I am the god of the gourd." This is my sacred place, don't set foot on it, go quickly. I don't want to hurt you. ”

Jiang Xiaogu thought about it, isn't the god of the gourd the instrument spirit?

She stepped forward and parted the reeds.

Behind was a shriveled old man, less than the height of her calf.

The two looked at each other awkwardly.

Listening to the voice, he is obviously a very imposing person.

The old man's face was a little timid.

"It's really a machine spirit. ”

The gourd didn't look like a spiritual treasure with a machine spirit.

"You're the machine spirit, and your whole family is a machine spirit!" the old man yelled angrily.

Jiang Xiaogu stretched out his hand and grabbed him, "Could it be that you were also sucked in by the gourd? Why are you so short." ”

"You're short, your whole family is short!"

Jiang Xiaogu is obviously taller than him, so scolding people like this has no effect. The old man put it another way.

"It's just the soul that enters the gourd. The size of me can only be possessed by people who have cultivated extremely high. You—you're like that—"

The old man's eyes rolled.

According to his cultivation, Jiang Xiaogu was at least nine Great Perfections higher than him.

But that's not possible. He is already a combined cultivator, nine Great Perfections higher than him, and the immortals in the Heavenly Realm are about the same!

And how can Jiang Xiaogu have cultivation, can mortals also enter the gourd?

"You're stupid!"

Jiang Xiaogu didn't mind being scolded, he couldn't beat a person the size of a mouse. "Here are your memories?"

The old man was stunned, "You know this is a memory?"

Jiang Xiaogu didn't squeak. It seems that his conjecture is accurate.

What I just saw is a real thing in the past.

The old man suddenly became polite, "My name is Shanzhu Daojun, what do you call this fellow Daoist?"

It can be seen that this is a scene of memory, and he can't be trapped, Jiang Xiaogu may really be higher than him.

He can finally get out of here!

Jiang Xiaogu reported his name and asked curiously, "Why are you called Shanzhu Daojun?"

Shanzhu Daojun asked in surprise, "You haven't heard of me?"

Seeing Jiang Xiaogu's indifferent expression, he reminded again: "The Shensha Sword, which is now ranked first on the Spirit Treasure List, was refined by me. ”

"It's not. Jiang Xiaogu shook his head.

There are several jade plates standing in the conspicuous place of Tianjizhuang, which are various lists in the mainland.

Jiang Xiaogu clearly remembered that the first place on the Lingbao list was the five-color cloud barrier.

Shanzhu Daojun was taken aback, and his expression was a little sneering.

"I've been locked up here for years, and it's normal to be overtaken temporarily. I wonder who built those five-colored cloud barriers?"

"It's called Nian Qiao Daojun. ”

As soon as he heard this name, Zenzhu Daojun felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his expression became angry, and he jumped and roared.

"What kind of rag is the five-colored cloud barrier, you dare to rank in front of me!"

He was so angry that he would jump to his feet, spin in circles, and curse non-stop.

Jiang Xiaogu sat in the reeds and watched quietly.

Shanzhu Daojun was so tired that he couldn't scold, and sat in front of Jiang Xiaogu.

"Jiang Daoyou, do you want to go out?"